Strings Attached (lashton, editing)

Twenty-Nine.

"Hi," Luke spoke after a moment of the two just staring at each other. He tried to figure out what Ashton was thinking or feeling in that moment as he just stared blankly at Luke.

"Hi," Ashton muttered back, still not moving from his spot by the bathroom door. "When did you get here?"

"Not long ago, Finn let me in. He went to the library," Luke replied still unsure of what Ashton was thinking. "We should talk, Ash."

"We should," Ashton nodded in agreement, lips pressed together tightly.

"I'm sorry, about the other week. I shouldn't have gotten annoyed over it, I shouldn't have called you a kid and I shouldn't have yelled," Luke started off, taking a deep breath and making sure to look right at his boyfriend. He wanted Ashton to make sure he knew Luke meant every word.

"Don't be, I was dumb and too proud and insecure to just shut up and get over myself," Ashton stopped Luke before he could go any further. Slowly, he walked towards his bed and sat down on the opposite end. "I missed you."

"I missed you too, Ash," Luke responded, looking down at his hands this time. "I didn't know if you'd want to talk to me at all, but I couldn't stay away."

"I'm glad you didn't, Finn probably told you but I've been a moody and royal pain in his ass," Ashton let out a light laugh. "I am sorry, though. I let my insecurities get the best of me and acted out, that wasn't fair on you."

"You know I don't care about the age, Ash," Luke breathed out, furrowing his eyebrows as he thought about what he wanted to say and what he needed to say. "I know people think it's weird, that I've gone after some nineteen year old in college and dragged him into my life where I have a kid and have barely graduated college myself but...I couldn't resist. I knew if you didn't want to be here, be a part of my life or Tims life, that you wouldn't have stuck around like you have and you most defiantly wouldn't have put up with all the shit I've thrown at you the past year.

I know I probably sound like a broken record and like I'm desperate, but I love you so much, Ashton. I don't know how I could've gotten through everything without you. I don't care that I have to wait another year for you to be twenty-one so I can take you out on dates and buy us a bottle of wine to share. You know that doesn't matter to me."

As Luke finished speaking, he looked back up to Ashton to see him already staring right at him. Without a moment of hesitation; Ashton moved forwards on the bed so that he was sitting right in front of Luke and could hold his hands.

"Stop apologising, Luke, please," Ashton looked right at Luke, making eye contact with him for the first time since he'd stepped out of the bathroom. "I know you don't care, and I know what other people say or think shouldn't..doesn't matter, but I let it get to me. I love you too, Luke. I don't want you to feel guilty over this, it's my fault we fought like that. You were just trying to take me out, get me away from all my college stress and I ruined it."

"Ash.."

"No, if I didn't act like a child we wouldn't have fought," Ashton held Luke's hands tighter and pulled them into his lap. "I'm sorry, Luke. I'm sorry that I got angry at you and I'm sorry that I didn't say a word to you for two whole weeks. I love you, I miss you and I'm sorry."

"I just don't want you to go home and us not be able to talk, Ash," Luke signed out. Returning the hold Ashton had on his hands. "I want you to be able to talk to me."

"I know, Luke. I took my stress out on you and I shouldn't have, that wasn't fair on you," Ashton replied as he refused to look up at Luke. He'd felt shameful for the whole two weeks he hadn't spoken to Luke, as though the older man was going to scold him over his actions. "I just, feel like a child sometimes, you know? I feel like I should be further ahead in life than I am."

"Is it because of me?" This time Luke also looked back down to their hands, scared of what his boyfriend would say.

"What? No, of course not Luke," Ashton's hold on Luke's hands grew tighter as he desperately searched for the right words to say. "I know people talk and gossip, sometimes it gets to me. But it's not you and it's not Tim. I feel pressure from almost everyone else, but definitely not you two. I need to learn to say fuck what everyone else thinks."

"Yeah, fuck what everyone else thinks," leaning forwards, Luke pressed a desperate kiss to Ashtons lips. He'd gone a whole two weeks with being able to kiss his boy, let alone speak to him. "I guess we're okay then?"

"I'd say so, I'll try not to be such an idiot from now on," Ashton smiled, keeping eyes closed and forehead pressed against Lukes. "I missed you, you know?"

"I missed you too, so did Tim. He kept asking when you'd come around or if he could call you on my phone, I had to tell him no every time," Luke sighed out, staying close to Ashton.

"I missed him too," Ashton smiled back. "But I missed you more."

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This may or may not be the second to last chapter of strings attached...

So...they made up, what do you think? 

Luke deciding he just wants to talk to Ashton?

Them not talking for two weeks?

Finn?

Luke feeling unsure?

Ashton telling Luke not to apologise?

Ashtons insecurity? 

Luke kissing him? 

Missing each other? 

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